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This is the rule, but whether it is Dick's holy flame or Gianna's magic flame, it is not a living flame and can be burned, but if it is exposed to the rules of the Shadow Country, it will become quite difficult to maintain that flame, and it will consume many times more power than the current world.

In addition to this, there is also a type of flame that can also be burned in the Shadow Country.

The fire of the dead, the fire of bones, the flames of all negative energy, such as the one that Hela is now lit on her body.

It is dark white, without a trace of temperature, but if you dare to stretch out your hand, it will definitely be burned in an instant, and it is not for the body, but for the soul.

Hela is using the rules of the Shadow Nation to release in this way, not repenting, let alone forgiving, simply because the news that Dick brings is too terrifying, and it conflicts with the beliefs she has held on to for tens of thousands of years, causing her to doubt herself.

This suspicion made it impossible for her to maintain her existence.

Don't forget, Hela was the first Vagri to be transformed by Odin, a creature like Vagri who is already a pure energy creature, and faith and soul mean far more to them than to ordinary people.

Beliefs that they can't hold on to will cause them to lose control of most of their power in the moment of collapse, and people like Hela, who associate themselves with the twisted rules of the Shadow Country, will only get worse when their beliefs collapse, and even threaten their own existence.

But Hela didn't resist, just let the white flames lick her body, she straightened up, sat in the fire, still with that hateful gaze, looking at the sky of the Shadow Country, as if to see through the thick clouds, Odin, the man she had hated for tens of thousands of years.

She believed that the man was also watching here.

When hatred has become habitual, we no longer need to think about whether it is normal and reasonable.

By the gates of the firmament in Valagar, Odin stood silently with Gungnir on his knees, his one eye shining with a clear light, and in the deepest part of that eye there was a glimmer of pain that could hardly be seen.

As the god-king of Wallagarh, he is lonely and must also be strong, so he can only be weak when no one is around, Heimdall and El stand at the edge of the Firmament Gate, guaranteeing that no one will come close, and yes, as Hela guessed, Odin has been watching the battle.

Through the boundary between the two worlds, this would seriously interfere with Odin's power, but if he just saw it, it was still no problem, he saw Hela in the flames, Hela, who was ignited by the dark white flames, and suffered the pain of the slow separation of body and soul.

He saw the eyes in the flames, the eyes that contained anger and hatred, those eyes that he had seen countless times in tens of thousands of years, but only this time reminded Odin of the daughter who fought under his command, sealed the Elemental Lord, resisted the servants of the Old Gods, and even stood by Odin's side after the conflict between Odin and the Guardian.

Odin had treated her as a true daughter, but alas, they ended up on a hostile path.

Except for the day he guessed that the Pantheon had been destroyed, Odin's heart had never been so painful as it was today.

"Hela... Can't you let go of the hatred in your heart?"

"No..."

Hela seemed to see the face of the enemy in her blurred eyes, and she seemed to see the man persuading her to give up her hatred, but she shook her head,

"No! I don't want to!"

"Why me!Odin, tell me, why me!Is it only because of the Titan's responsibility for the creation?Or is it because I was on the side of mortals at the time of our first disagreement, because I destroyed your majesty?

“…”

Silence, Odin's answer was silence.

"Hahaha!"

Most of Hela's body was ignited by the flames, and she laughed wildly, "I knew! I knew! Underneath that proud heart, there was a madman who was unwilling to submit, unwilling to retreat, and even willing to sacrifice his daughter for the sake of paranoid majesty!

"I will surrender to death, but never to you... I won't forgive you, I hate you! I'll curse you in hell! I'll build up my army there, I'll rebuild my Hylagar, don't come too soon... I will give you back the pain you gave me, no more, no less!"

"After that... We're done... I'm waiting for you!"

The last flame ignited, obscuring Hela's paranoid and crazy eyes, and Odin remained there until a few minutes later, when he sighed majestically and walked lonely to his throne, and at the moment of turning, his lips moved slightly, as if to say,

"I'm sorry... My daughter. ”

But this fleeting weakness disappeared after turning around, and he became the invincible, powerful god-king again, and he looked at Heimdall,

"Heimdall, my warrior, Valhalla is about to be unsealed, and if necessary, you take the Legion of the Immortal to Northrend to help the Great Guardian conquer Ulduar and remove the corrosion there, and in the meantime, follow the orders of the Great Guardian. ”

Heimdall paused for a moment and asked rhetorically,

"Great Guardian? Dick?"

Odin glanced at him, "Yes, Dick!"

With that, the god-king of Valagar turned into a thunderbolt similar to Dick's and disappeared on the golden platform, and Heimdall and Al looked at each other before turning to leave.

Valagar is about to be unblocked, and the Valhalla is about to face the first battle, so this can't be sloppy.

And in the Land of Shadows, with Hela's last breath, when the last of the fog disappeared into the sky, the dim sky had already changed to a different shape.

Hela's reign over the Shadow Nation has come to an end, the half-plane has returned to its original form, the sky is not bright, but it is not dark either, like the sky at dusk, always shrouded in a layer of yellow light, which looks extraordinarily magnificent, far ahead, there is a red glow, a sight that seems to be a burning cloud, like the sun is about to be born.

But here, the sun never rises.

The ground covered with bones and shipwrecks had been completely purified by the light feathers and flames just now, and was covered with gray dust, but it was no longer as dirty as before, but looked quaint.

There is still filth in the sea in the distance, but without Hela, the biggest source of filth, these filthy waters will be clear in a short time, but it is useless, this is the land of the dead after all, and do not expect a lot of life here.

It's going to be a whole cycle, a cycle that's very different from the rest of the world, but with its own rules.

Without Hela's will, the rules of the Shadow Country no longer actively corrode everyone's bodies, but the suppression still exists, and this place is called the Shadow Country, which is the shadow of the present world, and naturally cannot expect this place to be exactly the same as the present world.

Dick with Anvena on his back, Liadlin in one hand, Gianna walking beside him, Anduin and Gavincent going ahead to explore the way, the fog still shrouded the world, but it was not as thick as before.

It's like a cloud of dust that obstructs the view.

"Hmm... Is Hela dead, Anvina is also rescued, everything is over here... What a crazy trip. ”

Dick hugged the High Elf into his arms, felt the fragrance in her hair, and said to his wife-to-be,

"Let's go home, it's been too long since we were away from home. ”

Gianna took Liadline's other hand, and Miss Mage looked around a little confused,

"How are we going back, the Nagfar has been destroyed..."

"Mentor, Mentor, we found a ship ahead!"

Anduin screamed out of the fog, and held up a green diamond-shaped gem in his hand, and a very quaint horse lamp, "I found this in that pile of ashes! ”

Dick curiously took the green gem, the power seeped into it, but there was no feedback, it didn't look like something left by Hela's existence, as for the lamp, Dick had the impression that in the original history, the lamp was given by Hela to Sylvanas, the queen of the Forsaken, and it was said that this lamp had the power to collect and imprison the souls of the dead.

It was one of Hela's treasures, but now it looks more or less like a souvenir because it's the size of the palm of your hand.

Dick put these two things away, and followed Anduin forward for a few minutes, where he saw the tall man of Calvincent and a ship docked on the shore in front of the Naviku warriors.

Unlike the Nagfar, the new ship resembled the large dragon boats used by the people of Viku, with a white bone lamp hanging from the piercing, almost identical to the one Dick had just gotten.

"It seems that the Nagfar should be one of the rules of the Shadow Nation. ”

Calvincent scratched his head, and was the first to step up to the ship, and as he sat down, the bone lamp lit up, and the whole ship began to move slowly, and the Viku beckoned to them,

"Come on, let's get out of here!"

Dick grinned,

"Okay, go home!"

With several people stepping onto the ship, on the sea that had become quiet again, Dick couldn't help but glance back at the Shadow Country, this place, the road they had walked, was slowly shrouded in mist, as if it was here to say goodbye to them, and farther away, the sky in the distance was so beautiful, it was really hard to imagine that such a quiet place would have become so ugly and violent before.

"There's something there!"

Anduin, who was sitting on the side of the ship, holding the Emblem of the Holy Fire and playing with the two little ones, Ilmesus and Resch, looked up and suddenly noticed something different, and he screamed to attract everyone's attention.

Dick followed Anduin's finger and looked forward, and sure enough, there was something there!

It was a small wooden boat like a canoe, each with a white candle lit in front of it, and in those small boats sat a person, their expression was either peaceful or hideous, among them there were old and young, humans, orcs, minotaurs, dwarves, and even elves.

They were dressed in a variety of clothes, but through Dick's eyes, their identities were clear.

It's a ghost.

Those who have died, the rules of the Shadow Nation have been calmed down, and this world of the dead has opened its doors to all those who have died, and they will be the first visitors to this dusty land for tens of thousands of years.

"Don't come near them, Anduin!"

Dick whispered, and the little prince immediately withdrew his hand, he was not a fool, it was impossible for thousands of these small wooden boats to appear on the sea in front of him at the same time, and this was still the country of shadows, so there was only one explanation, an explanation that made the little prince tremble.

Dick's gaze wandered over the undead, and finally landed on a young man in a blood-colored crusade robe, and behind him, dozens of warriors in the same armor, the paladin's gaze became serious.

During this period of time, there was almost no fighting in the northern frontier, and the entire Lordaeron was working hard for the reconstruction of the country, so there was only one reason for the death of this bloody crusader soldier, and that was the only one.

The Borean Tundra, the battle against the undead, the Northern Expedition, a large-scale war, began!